"Trapped in a small world for hundreds of thousands of years, we don't know that we have already fallen and are not willing to be here.

Since we didn't get rid of you in the first place, let's get rid of you together today! ”

The figure of the soul body senior in the village disappeared into the demon pestle.

Absorbing all the remaining souls in the village, the glow of the demon-slaying pestle soared, and the place where the black soul body was pierced began to slowly corrode.

The tentacles behind the black soul body put on the demon pestle, trying to pull it out.

Jun Cha is desperately controlling the demon pestle, and the two sides can't fight.

"The Qinglian in your body can't suppress the evil spirit. If I hadn't asked this Qinglian to recognize you as the master, the evil qi in your body when you entered the Qinglian Secret Realm would have already been influenced by me and burst out.

Although the evil spirit has been with me for thousands of years, I don't like impurities in my blood.

You have to thank me, my sacrifice. ”

More tentacles conjured up behind the black soul body, and more than a dozen tentacles pulled out the demon pestle.

The glowing dark bronze pestle was finally pulled out, and a tentacle struck the pestle.

The green lotus in Jun Cha's body can no longer suppress the evil qi, and the evil qi that bursts out of the flower is affected by the evil qi of the soul body outside, which is even worse than the previous tyranny.

And the Demon Suppression Pestle came straight towards Jun Cha, and the meager protective cover that had been erected was destroyed by the Demon Suppressing Pestle at once.

The pointed bottom of the demon-slaying pestle pierced the vestments and stirred into the flesh.

Jun Cha immediately couldn't stand the power of the demon pestle and the evil qi in his body, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His trembling fingers rested on the demonic pestle that pierced his shoulder blades, and when he pulled it hard, some blood gushed out, glowing with a charming rose color.

All the talismans in the bag headed towards the soul body, and Jun Cha tightly held the demon pestle and fled into the distance.

"So much blood was wasted, it can't be wasted anymore. ”

Behind him, a tentacle pierced Juncha's abdomen straight through.

Jun tea poured down softly.

The tentacles rolled up the fallen Jun tea and brought it back to the Fatian Palace in the east.

When Juncha woke up again, he already found himself in a formation with red light.

"Wake up, it's time to start this beautiful show. Originally, eight people were the eyes of the formation, and you were the sacrifice.

It's just that two of them seem to have disappeared into the Qinglian Secret Realm inexplicably, and they would rather replace them with other ones. ”

Jun Cha was lying in the formation, drooping his eyelids, and the two people who disappeared inexplicably should be Su Moyan and Yi Jianzhi.

Su Moyan's space is a realm of its own, and it is almost impossible to find them.

Jun Cha saw that the other end of the formation was a dry bone, which was already covered with dust, and it seemed to feel like it would shatter if he touched it.

The pitch-black soul seemed to notice Jun Cha's gaze.

"If it weren't for the fact that my body could only be reforged with the blood of the Spirit Pattern Clan, you would be a food in my eyes. ”

"The ghost who was exterminated by the Spirit Pattern Clan back then is you. ”

Juncha made a hoarse voice.

"Hmph, those old stubborns, there is no way to use it, how much suffering the Spirit Pattern clan has suffered since the Middle Ages, what is it to kill some people, it should be compensation. ”

"Next, I will lead the Spirit Pattern Clan to the light, and you will also leave a glorious mark in the history of the Spirit Pattern Clan, because you helped me. ”

The black soul body is arrogant and conceited.

Leading the Spirit Pattern Clan to the light, there are still a few people from the Spirit Pattern Clan on the Xuanlan Continent.

The past is already in the past.

The Great Sacrificial Array lit up with red light, and with the Heaven Cutting Palace as the center, a huge formation pattern was reflected in the sky above the Qinglian Secret Realm.

And Qinglian is secret outside the borders, and the sky is full of clouds.

"Quick, go back and report to the sect!"

Looking at the posture of this cloud tribulation, it is not at all inferior to the thunder tribulation of the Void Cloud Immortal City Hesang repairing the spiritual root back then.

"In just a few years, there have been two such thunderstorms, it seems that something is going to happen in the Xuanlan Continent.

It's time to go to Oneiroi and settle a fortune. ”

Chonghua Daojun looked at the thunder tribulation that was ready to be launched from afar.

"I don't know what happened to the disciples inside. Gu Li Daojun on the side looked at the Qinglian Secret Realm worriedly.

Just now, his apprentice's soul lamp was bright and dark, how could he not let himself worry.

"Alas, I hope nothing happens to my little wooden letter, he is the only proud disciple I have been proud of for many years. ”

As for Mu Han, as soon as he entered the Qinglian Secret Realm, he saw that the spirit plants in the secret realm were unheard of and unseen, and he immediately picked them in the secret realm.

For an alchemist, the spirit plant is the most fatal.

Therefore, Mu Han, who was immersed in picking spiritual plants, didn't even go when the Heavenly Palace appeared, and picked spiritual plants by himself, until the formation of the Heavenly Palace appeared, and he realized that something big was about to happen.

The big array activated, and Jun Cha felt a force pressing down on him, making his right cheek close to the ground. The whole person lies on his side on the ground.

The blood under his body was constantly absorbed by the large array, flowing into the grooves, and the formation was filled with a strange red light.

I could feel the blood constantly flowing from my abdomen to the formations, trickling, slowly, slowly coming out.

This process is very torturous, at least psychologically.

His face kept turning pale, as if he was going to die in the next second.

Iber floated in front of the trapped Jun Cha formation.

"Fragrant, really fragrant, I didn't expect you to bring your own vitality. At first, I was worried that your bloodline was not pure, but now that you have vitality, it seems that it will not be a problem to cast a perfect body for me."

Iber's eyes grew more and more crazy.

The dry bones on the other side, after being fed by Jun Cha's blood, slowly began to give birth to pink and tender meat, and climbed up the bones along the veins.

The black soul body stared intently at his body and kept reforging, what a beautiful scene!

There are not many people in this world who can see the rebirth of their own bodies with their own eyes.

The soles of the feet, calves, thighs......

Along the way, the white bones were covered in flesh and blood. His eyelids drooped, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his wheezing was inaudible.

Jun Cha tried to move his fingers, and his dirty left hand moved to his waist step by step, slowly reaching the jade pendant that Gu Li Daojun gave him.

Barely a trace of spiritual power was transmitted to Yu Pei through his index finger.

Yuanying Daojun's blow shook the formation a few times, and the power that was instantly suppressed on Jun Cha's body weakened a lot.

Extremely conceited, Ibber never thought that the little ant could still move.

It's just that even if you can move, what if you come out.

Jun Cha, who had lost too much blood, took the opportunity to roll out of the formation, holding the demon pestle in his hand.

"Come back to me, little ant!" the tentacles behind Ibo rushed towards Juncha.

"Go back to fart, if you want to go back, you will roll me back.

Not to mention an old thief like you who has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years and still wants to live!"

Jun Cha viciously wiped the blood stains on the side of his mouth and spit out the blood foam in his mouth.

The hole in the abdomen was still bleeding continuously, drop by drop, dripping on the ground of the Heaven Cutting Palace.

If you want to kill me, it's unrealistic to dream of the so-called people with spirit patterns going to the light.

It's not as strong as those souls in the village who don't know their unwillingness. At least people still recognize the reality!

If you want to have a body, then I'll destroy him!

Jun Cha, who had knocked a few pills, held the demon pestle, dodging the tentacles everywhere, dizzy, and slowly approached the body that was about to be cast.

Yibo also seemed to realize Juncha's purpose, and instantly the tentacles became more and more vicious, wanting to capture Juncha back into the formation.

As for the formation that still has a part of Jun Cha's blood left, it is constantly repairing dry bones.